Rogers also brings team president Clown Kenney into the discussion, even raising the question of whether the Fanboy Owner would let Kenney make the decision on Hendry.

The business school definition of such a flow-chart driven move is called -- follow closely here -- stupid squared.

Thing is, these questions about the future of Hendry and Kenney appear to be answered, and not the way Cubs fans want them to be answered.

They’re staying. Otherwise, why would they still be here? There have been so many reasons to run their failing backsides out of town, but they’re still here, making Ricketts so McCaskey.

Hendry apparently has hoodwinked the Fanboy Owner into believing that all of his dumb decisions -- bringing in recidivist nutball Milton Bradley, bidding against himself for Alfonso Soriano, to name a few -- were prodded by Tribune Co. wonks who aren’t around anymore. Convenient, huh?

And speaking of convenient, here’s how you know that Ricketts has bought all the snake oil that Hendry is selling: The Fanboy Owner’s answer before apparently scurrying away from reporters while his purchase was getting swept by the worst team in the league last week. When asked what’s wrong with the Cubs, the Fanboy Owner responded, “Nothing. Just a lot of injuries.’’

Consider yourself insulted, Cubs fans. Consider yourself played for stupid. Consider Hendry safe. Look, if the Fanboy Owner is saying the Cubs’ only problem is injuries, then he’s refusing to blame anybody for bad decisions on players, managers and minor-league development, especially the general manager who has wasted more money to create one of the worst teams in baseball and has nothing in the farm system to make it better. Connect the dots, people.

“Nothing. Just a lot of injuries.’’ Does that sound like a guy thinking for himself?

If the Fanboy Owner could think for himself, Hendry and Kenny would’ve been gone the second day he took over.

If he could think for himself, he’d have known he needed a baseball maven for a baseball organization, not a corporate legal wonk and a general manager with a lot of payroll and no World Series games to show for it.